Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he very much looks the part of a Actor. His green crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This red eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Greethen's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He got into the Actor business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Actor. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and doesn't want to be a actor and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. He is baby faced.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Cressel liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and doesn't want to be a shipwright and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull black iron scale mail. His silver hair is still thick. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Ploughman. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born in the south. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Namfoodle fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 130 pp.